This is my life..
A little back story..
My girlfriend is a recovering alcoholic/drug addict. Ā
Sheās also not the type of person to āhalf-assā anything. Throughout her years of active use, she went hard. Eating 20 Vicodins washed down with beer and whiskey for breakfast was a normal day for her. She smoked crack, meth, and fentanyl patches. She shot cocaine, heroin, and molly.. She robbed people. She got in fights. She crashed cars. She stole copper pipes from abandoned buildings to return for scrap. And she sold drugs, all to support her habits..
Needless to say, she made a lot of enemies. But she also made a lot of friends, and, for better or worse, a lot of other āacquaintancesā.. not really friends or enemies.. just people she knows.
Back to the present..
Sheās been sober for over three years and now takes Suboxone to manage her addiction as part of a āmaintenance programā that includes weekly counseling appointments, drug testing, etc..
She knows many of the other people who are also in the program and occasionally she will lend or borrow pills to and from other people in her group, either to help them out because they came up short, or to help herself out because she came up short. (sheās recovering, not an angel, and shit happens, judge away.. you donāt know her.)
Anyhow, she recently let one of her friends borrow some of her prescription and last night she sends me to get back what her friend had borrowed. Ā This is not unusual. Drive out to her friendās.. grab the pills.. drive home. Easy peasy.
Well, when I pull in the driveway at her friendās house, this crazy bitchās crazy boyfriend comes running out of the house with a baseball bat yelling and swinging the bat wildly.. āYOU BETTER NOT BE HERE FOR PILLS!! THINGS ARE GOING TO GET REAL BAD, REAL QUICK!ā Ā She comes running out after him trying to calm him down to no avail.. He smashes a TV set that was sitting in the yard and advances towards me and my vehicle.. It was very apparent that there was more going on than what I was aware of, so I simply told the boyfriend that I would catch them another time, and got in my Jeep and left.
After my adrenaline rush subsided, I was suddenly struck with the realization that I would have to return home and explain to my girlfriend what had just happened, and worse, that I didnāt have her pills.. I think I was more scared of how she would react to this news than I was in the face of a crazed baseball bat wielding boyfriend..Ā
So I get home to tell my girlfriend I donāt have her pills and she starts laughingā¦ āokay???,ā I thought..Ā āthis should be good..ā she goes on to tell me that she was just at the store and got surrounded by police! Ā Apparently, she was giving a friend a ride, and the friend had just robbed a house, and the police had been watching him. Ā They pulled him from the car and found the stolen goods and immediately arrested him. Fortunately my girlfriend was able to convince the cops that she had no idea about the stolen items and they let her go..
After retelling both of our stories, all we could do was shake our heads and laugh.. When we first started dating, I told her that I had broken up with my last girlfriend because there was no excitement.. She assured me that with her, there would never be a dull moment. Ā She has definitely been true to her word..Ā
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